User blog:Wolf985/The Seer

An aging wolf sat in Cavern Hole with a large audience around her. All of Redwall Abbey yearned to hear her story. Where had she come from? What happened on her adventures? Why did she come to the Abbey so long ago? These were only a few of the questions floating through the creature's minds. At last she spoke, "The story you are about to hear is full of sadness and heartache, but it also has it's share of adventure and an unforgettable romance. If you are one who hates to cry I suggest that you leave now."

No creature moved. The wolf cleared her throat and began her tale...

Chapter 1

The sond of drums filled the air. Their beat was not in celebration, but in a walike dirge. A pack of wolves stood on a mountain plateau. Their leader, a white arctic wolf dressed in a deep purple cloak clasped with a golden skull, let his voice boom over the drums. "Today a new warrior will be installed to the pack! She has finally come of age to be able to fight. Alina Foeslayer you may come foreward!"